The Black Knight did not say anything as he followed them.
The five of them wore masks. Nobody knew what expression they wore.
They left the Black Horse at the foot of the mountain before they made their way up the stairs to the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Halfway there, Fan Xiuwen suddenly stopped in his tracks. He said tonelessly, "Who's sneaking around?"
A figure in green robes moved through the forest to the right and leaped from one tree to another.
Little Yuan 'er stood on a tree and said, "Ugly."
She had said 'ugly' instead of 'scary'.
"My lord … the Evil Sky Pavilion doesn't respect us! Why don't we … "
Fan Xiuwen raised a hand and interrupted him.
Then, he continued to climb the mountain.
He could tolerate Mingshi Yin killing four Black Knights. If he was enraged by such insults, how could he continue to be the leader of the Black Knights? Back when he was at the top of the blacklist, there were many more people who insulted him. He did not take the insults to heart no matter how ugly they were. His years of training had allowed him to see through all of this.
When Little Yuan 'er saw Fan Xiuwen, she made a face at him and flew back up the mountain.
She was probably the only one who could come and go as she pleased up and down the mountain without any restrictions. It was their master's fault for doting on her.
Mingshi Yin shook his head helplessly.
"That's just how my Little Junior Sister is … Please don't be angry."
Fan Xiuwen said calmly, "It's alright."
A moment later.
The others arrived at the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion and slowly made their way into the great hall.
Mingshi Yin looked around and discovered Zhao Yue and Ye Tianxin were there as well. However, they seemed exhausted as they sat on their chairs.
Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong, and Duanmu Sheng stood on the left as well.
Fan Xiuwen stood with one hand on his back. His back was ramrod straight.
His four subordinates stood in a square formation behind him.
The great hall fell silent. Everyone's eyes were trained on the five of them.
Fan Xiuwen's gaze fell on Lu Zhou, the old man sitting at the top of the great hall.
When their eyes met, Fan Xiuwen was puzzled. Rumor had it that Ji Tiandao's great limit was near. His 1,000 years of cultivation would return to the world when his great limit was reached.
Fan Xiuwen's judgment of life aura was different from that of ordinary people. Indeed, the famous old man before him only had about 15 years left to live. As for Zhang Xuan's cultivation, he was unable to sense it at all. Trying to sense it forcefully was no different from provoking him.
"Fan Xiuwen … Greetings, Old Senior Ji." Fan Xiuwen was the first to greet Old Senior Ji.
The four subordinates cupped their fists in unison.
Lu Zhou could not see their expressions. He appeared calm as well. It was impossible to tell if he was happy or angry. He said, "Have a seat."
The meaning of these two words was obvious.
Overlooking, condescending, superior tone!
Fan Xiuwen took a seat. He cupped his fists and said, "When I heard Old Senior Ji wanted to see me, I didn't dare to delay. I personally led the Black Knights to the Evil Sky Pavilion without stopping. Does Senior Ji have any instructions for me? "
Lu Zhou stroked his beard. He pointed at Ye Tianxin and said, "Do you recognize this person?"
Fan Xiuwen looked through the mask and saw Ye Tianxin sitting in the chair opposite him. Her face was unusually pale.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
His answer was very frank.
When Little Yuan 'er saw this, she giggled and said, "This is my master's sixth disciple. My senior sister, Ye Tianxin … Bah! Bah!
She's a traitor! "Fan Xiuwen said softly," So, you're the Evil Sky Pavilion's seventh disciple.
Lu Zhou nodded and said calmly, "Do you remember the Fish Dragon Village?"
Fan Xiuwen remained motionless.
His thick armor and black mask concealed his expression. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Fan Xiuwen shook his head, indicating that he had no recollection of the village.
After all, the Fish Dragon Village was too small. As the leader of the Black Knights, how could he remember such a small village?
"Why are you asking about the Fish Dragon Village, old senior?" Fan Xiuwen asked.
"Ye Tianxin." Lu Zhou called out Ye Tianxin's name in a dignified manner.
Ye Tianxin's heart trembled slightly. She forced herself up and said indifferently, "The Fish Dragon Village had a population of 354. It was massacred 150 years ago. "
She did not say anything else.
After Ye Tianxin left Golden Court Mountain, she investigated this matter. After much effort, she found out that her master was the culprit. Her master was the famous master of the Evil Sky Pavilion, Ji Tiandao.
Fan Xiuwen nodded and said, "I see. I deeply regret the massacre of the Fish Dragon Village. However … "He changed the topic and looked at Lu Zhou." Is this why you summoned me here, old senior? "
"That's right," Lu Zhou said calmly.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"According to the palace and local records, I'm the one who slaughtered everyone in the Fish Dragon Village."
Fan Xiuwen's expression did not change.
However, there was still a slight movement in his body.
He did not know if he was surprised or nervous.
"There's such a thing?" Fan Xiuwen was shocked.
When Lu Zhou introduced himself, Lu Zhou's eyes widened.
Everyone could clearly feel that Ye Tianxin's expression was a little unnatural.
"The Black Knights are part of Great Yan's Imperial family's secret service. Naturally, they won't be recorded in the palace's archives," Lu Zhou said calmly.
Fan Xiuwen cupped his fists and said, "Unfortunately, every cultivator knows that the Black Knights are part of the Imperial Secret Service."
"The Black Knights didn't go to Tianjiang?" Lu Zhou asked.
Hearing this question.
Fan Xiuwen seemed to have expected this.
He was a clever man.
From the moment he brought up Ye Tianxin, he knew what Lu Zhou was trying to say.
Fan Xiuwen laughed hoarsely. His deep voice resounded in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Let's put the matter of the Fish Dragon Village aside for now. I've come to the Evil Sky Pavilion to discuss something with you, old senior. "
"Speak," Lu Zhou said.
"A message from the palace." Fan Xiuwen's attitude turned respectful as well. "The palace won't pursue the Evil Sky Pavilion's past actions. Mingshi Yin's killing of the four Black Knights can be forgiven. There's only one condition … "
He paused for a moment before he looked up and surveyed his surroundings. Then, he said, "The Evil Sky Pavilion must not interfere with Great Yan's Imperial family for the next ten years."
The great hall was silent.
Fan Xiuwen's disciples exchanged glances.
Fan Xiuwen's four trusted subordinates finally learned of their leader's mission.
Fortunately, this was the mission. There were many cultivators under the heavens in Great Yan, and the experts were as numerous as the trees in the forest. Some of the experts were wary of the forces in the palace and would not meddle in the conflicts in the palace. Some of them were recruited into the palace and joined the forces of an important figure.
Fan Xiuwen paused for a moment before he added, "The Black Knights aren't willing to make an enemy out of the Evil Sky Pavilion, and they're not qualified or powerful enough to do so … These words are merely a request from the Black Knights. I hope you'll grant it, old senior."
After he finished speaking, he did not continue.
He had made his intentions clear.
Everyone looked at Lu Zhou, waiting for him to speak.
However, Mingshi Yin chuckled and said, "The last person who spouted nonsense here … has already passed away. What, are you trying to copy him? "
Fan Xiuwen cupped his fists. "I dare not."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Leng Luo."
Fan Xiuwen's heart stirred when he heard this name. He froze for a moment.
"Are you threatening me?"
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